Home sweet home

Having just moved into my new accommodation, I'm currently stranded in a sea of boxes and slowly sorting through everything, trying to decide why I thought it was essential to bring a laminator and a slow cooker and where on earth they are going to live.

Since I'm studying a PhD at a different university from my undergraduate studies it made finding accommodation and housemates more difficult. While the university offers all post-graduate students a place in halls, as fun as they are when you're an undergraduate, I'd become rather fond of such luxuries as a sofa, and was determined to find an alternative.

Thus my search turned to the internet, and despite all the horror stories about whom you might meet, a little careful searching has proved very successful. This was confirmed when dropping my brother off in halls (at a different university), where he was presented with a wet carpet and less than pleasant odour, making me eternally grateful to be living in a house.

Quite how I managed to acquire so much stuff to fill it with is another matter and thus my first resolve is that this PhD has got to work out because I can't face moving anytime soon, which would undoubtedly require a van.

Fresher's week has officially begun and while I'm trying to make the most of these final days of freedom before being confined to a lab for three years, I did decide it might be best to read some journal articles before officially starting.

Just so I don't look completely incompetent, well at least not in my first few days anyway.